Sunday, June 5, 2016

Flexibility (written by Matt)

The measure of intelligence is the ability to change.
-Albert Einstein

Mount Kilamanjaro, Kenya 2007

Mount Longonot, Kenya 2016
A lot has changed in 9 years!

On our way back from hiking on Mount Longonot we started to hear a loud noise every time we hit a pothole or speed bump. A Kenyan drove by honking at us telling us our shock was out. After viewing the piece of metal sticking down almost touching the ground, we started to look for supplies to at least get it off the ground so we could drive the 2.5 hours home. After failing to find any equipment, Tammy offered her hair tie. At first I chuckled, but little did I know that this hair tie must have been made of steel. That little stretchy hair tie was able to hold up the shock until just before we made it back to Tenwek. Just as temporarily fixing a car was not the hair tie’s intended purpose, so I too feel a little out of place at times, and I feel like God is using me in ways I did not expect.

The local Home Depot

The necessity for me to be flexible started 2 weeks before our trip when I learned that the Kenyan medical board had denied my license as they stopped licensing Doctors of Osteopathic medicine or DOs. In different parts of the world “osteopath” means different things.  In America, it is the equivalent of an MD. We take similar tests and attend similar residencies (I am actually in an MD residency program). In Europe; however, an osteopath is the equivalent of a chiropractor. This misunderstanding has major implications for Tenwek, as well as several other mission hospitals, who have short-term and long-term missionary doctors that are DOs.

Working at Tenwek without a medical license has required a change in mindset in what I am supposed to learn and how I am to serve the missionaries and people of Kenya. I expected my role to be focused on patient care in the Emergency Department (Casualty as it is called here). My role instead has shifted to more of a teaching role and doing several practical things around the hospital. Not having a medical license has also allowed me to do things I would not be able to do otherwise.

Teaching

The people with whom I've had the most contact at Tenwek is the staff. In particular, I have been working with the interns and clinical officers (equivalent of a PA or CRNP in America). Kenyan medical school is much like America’s for the first 4 years. After medical school however, most doctors will undergo a one-year internship and then go out to practice. Most will go on to live in one of the larger cities (such as Nairobi) or attempt to travel to a more modernized country where they will be able to make substantially more money. This phenomenon is called “brain drain” - where some of the brightest and most educated leave the poor rural areas to have a better lifestyle. The interns at Tenwek however are a special group of people. By studying at Tenwek they are committing to practice in a rural area in Africa. These very intelligent interns feel a special calling to sacrifice the opportunities they might have elsewhere to help those who desperately need medical care in rural Kenya.

Tenwek's front gate leading to casualty

Along with teaching several lectures to interns and helping them work through cases on rounds I have been teaching A LOT of BLS (Basic Life Support). This is a huge need as most of the staff need to be trained. I was able to borrow the official BLS course from my hospital and have been running through this course. I have taught 24 staff so far and have about 30 more to go! A doctor here has already told me that he noticed a big difference in quality of CPR provided by one of my students during a cardiac arrest.

Community Health

Because of my lack of licensure, I have been able to branch out a little more than expected. One of the highlights of my week was going to a rural dispensary (clinic) with the community health team. Part of the ministry of Tenwek is providing preventative medical services. The motto of the community health team is “Bir mat ko loo” (Prevention is better than cure). There are three teams: a medical team, water team and a building team. The medical team goes out about 4x/week to administer routine vaccinations to infants, perform physical exams for pregnant females, and provide general health tips to prevent infections. The water team assists in access to clean water. The building team helps community leaders assess infrastructure needs in their communities. All of these teams are able to share the love of Christ through their ministries.


Our leader Samuel giving some basic health instructions

Lots of mommies and babies waiting for their shots

Mzungu
I had the chance to go with the medical team to a very rural area where I think I was the first mzungu (white man) some of the children had seen. The tiny two room dispensary was overwhelmed by over 130 moms with their babies along with women seeking pregnancy check-ups. A nurse and I drew up and immunized all the babies while a clinical officer and another nurse performed the pregnancy screenings. While many of the moms were a bit squeamish with me sticking needles in their babies, they seemed grateful for the care that we provided.

Interesting Case

While I may not be as actively involved in the medical care of patients, I am still able to do rounds in casualty and the wards and assist in the decision making process. Therefore, I’ll try to post some interesting medical cases.

The first case is a 28-year-old male that presented to casualty with fever and chills. He was admitted to the hospital one-week prior after being diagnosed with miliary tuberculosis and HIV, both new diagnosis. He improved after treatment with antibiotics, antituberculosis medicine and antiretrovirals (for HIV). After being discharged he was home for a day then returned with similar symptoms. On presentation he was febrile, tachycardic, and appeared septic. The presumptive diagnoses was something I had never heard of, IRIS (Immune Reconstitution Inflammatory Syndrome).

Patient's chest Xray showing the classical appearance of miliary TB,
something I have also never seen in America


HIV is so deadly because it attacks your immune system. Particularly, it invades and attacks your T-cells, making a person very prone to infections. Starting a patient on anti-HIV medicine is needed, but one possible complication is that your immune system can start functioning too well. This can lead to IRIS which is an immune response that is exaggerated and is actually harmful and can mimic an infectious process. This condition is particularly prevalent with tuberculosis and cryptococcal meningitis. Our patient met all the criteria. There is no way to confirm this diagnosis and the treatment is supportive so the patient was treated with fluids and more antibiotics and eventually improved and was able to be discharged.

Conclusion

This first week has involved a lot of change, flexibility and humility as we try to figure out God's reason for having Tammy, the kids and I here at Tenwek. It is definitely a different role than I expected when we started planning this trip. I may not see exactly why God has me here despite not having a medical license, but I hope that I will have the same flexibility as that hair tie to perform whatever it is to the best of my ability.

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Where Can You See The Woodleys? Only in Kenya! Come to Kenya, We've Got Woodleys!

It feels like we have experienced so much in the past week, it is hard to know where to begin. So I’ll just start with when we left…

TRAVEL
Our flight to Detroit was very short and uneventful. MJ fell asleep right about the time they started to descend. Our layover in Detroit was four hours and left us feeling like we had been traveling all day, but were still only four hours away from home. Our flight to Amsterdam went relatively well. The kids ate their meal and watched a movie. We made a bed with pillows and blankets on the floor for Elana. MJ slept across the 2 empty seats. Both kids were out within 10 minutes and slept for four hours until the flight attendants started serving breakfast. While I was thrilled (and somewhat shocked) that the kids slept so well, four hours of sleep was not enough and things started heading downhill quickly.





MJ rode on our carry-on suitcase through Amsterdam airport and Elana did her best to keep up while pulling her own suitcase. Our layover in Amsterdam was four hours long and the kids complained almost the entire time. (To be honest we were all pretty crabby by that point.) Unfortunately, things continued to get worse during our flight to Nairobi. We were all set to put the kids to sleep again when the flight attendant told us that Elana couldn’t sleep on the floor. Soooo we all squished into our seats and tried to sleep the best we could, but MJ had had enough and proceeded to have the biggest meltdown I’ve seen thus far. He cried for an hour, slept for a few minutes, woke up and cried some more, and so on. Eventually we gave up all hopes of sleep and put a movie on to distract the kids as long as possible. We landed in Nairobi at 9pm and had to go through customs. If anyone has ever been in customs before, you know it can take a while and the kids were not happy about the wait. (We are hoping this Kenyan experience will teach our kids to have more patience.) We were told to switch lines three different times…each time putting us at the end of the line again. Finally, MJ’s crying paid off and they let us go to the front of the line. :) Once through customs, we had to wait for our luggage and then drive to the hotel in Nairobi. We made it to the hotel by midnight and put our two extremely exhausted, over-stimulated kids to bed.

The next morning our driver picked us up at 9am and took us to exchange our money and go to the grocery store. This is the day that I had my own meltdown. :) All of my friends who are parents and have taken their tired kids to a grocery store will understand. Imagine going to a new grocery store the size of CVS packed with people. Imagine having a grocery list consisting all of the food, toilet paper, soap, etc. that you will need for a month. Imagine trying to find the groceries you need while not recognizing any of the products. Add grocery carts that require 2 hands to operate because they don’t drive straight and 2 young kids that have slept a total of 10 hours in the past 48 hours and you get my worst nightmare. MJ cried for the first half hour and eventually passed out in my arms. Elana whined for a while and we remedied that with a game on our phone. Matt and I attempted to manage 2 very full shopping carts with only 3 hands (because I was holding MJ) and eventually gave up. I stayed in one aisle with both kids and the shopping carts while Matt took the grocery list and brought items back to us.

After surviving the grocery store, we loaded up in the van and began our four-hour trek to Tenwek Hospital. Thankfully, MJ had given up on fighting sleep and slept almost the entire trip (he even woke up when we made a rest stop and went back to sleep as soon as we got back in the car).

The drive to Tenwek felt very calm following two days of travel surrounded by people. Matt talked with the driver and both kids slept so I was able to enjoy the peace and take in the Kenyan countryside. While I could probably type a whole page just about our drive and the things I saw along our drive, I think I’ll just write a list of the sights I took in between Nairobi and Bomet:

Lots of people, donkeys pulling carts, dogs, motorcycles, more than 2 people riding a motorcycle, 3 people riding a motorcycle while trying to hold chickens, lots of people, baboons, cows, sheep, Maasai people standing in their fields, beautiful farm land with acacia trees sprinkled throughout, markets, lots of people, kids herding sheep and cows, massive speed bumps at each town, large pot-holes, and a lot more people.

Rift Valley

Baboons


FIRST IMPRESSIONS
Although I don’t consider myself an expert in mission field experiences, one thing I do know is to limit your expectations and to be flexible with the expectations that you do have. This is difficult when you are trying to prepare yourself for where you are going, both physically (with the stuff you bring) and mentally. You attempt to imagine what the travel and life will be like once you get there. So here are a few of the expectations that we’ve had to adjust:
  • Two weeks before we left for Kenya, we were informed that the Kenyan Medical Board would no longer be giving medical licenses to doctors with a DO degree. Therefore, Matt will not be able to work as a physician as we originally planned. (See what he’s up to below.)
  •   We were expecting Tenwek to be a larger hospital than we visited in Honduras with a larger missionary compound. We were both in shock when we passed the Tenwek sign and instead found an entire city! All along the rocky dirt road were markets, crowds of people, housing for national people, small hotels, houses and apartments for missionary families, etc. Tenwek is huge! (I still have not had the chance to explore the entire place.)
  • Matt and I try to set our housing expectations pretty low so that we aren’t disappointed by our accommodations. That being said, we were way off. :) We are in an awesome apartment with more than enough space for our family. In addition, the staff at Tenwek did a great job cleaning and stocking the apartment with cooking necessities and linens. The kids are super excited about the bunk beds and mosquito nets in their room. We are so thankful for our own living space in which to decompress as a family.
  • While Matt and I had a great experience in Honduras and eventually became friends with many of the missionaries there, it was a slow process and we often felt like outsiders. This is completely understandable given that the full-time missionaries there had their own community and short-term helpers were coming and going so frequently that it was difficult to get to know them. Coming to Tenwek, we were both prepared to feel on the outside of things again. While we wanted to get to the know the missionary families, we also prepared ourselves to come and simply serve anyone around us…with no expectation of getting anything in return. Again, we were wrong. :) The families at Tenwek have been so welcoming and helpful as we are adjusting. For the first few days all of our meals were provided, whether in the kitchen at the guest house or in a missionary’s home. We celebrated Memorial Day with all of the missionaries on the compound at a large picnic and we already feel like we have friends that will help us if needed. We have been so blessed by the hospitality of the people at Tenwek.

















Friends brought their pet bunny over to play!

Elana & MJ watching the MKs climb an avocado tree. There are 3 kids up in the very top.


WHAT WE’RE UP TO NOW…
The kids:
Today is the first day that the kiddos are functioning normally. Jet lag is legit. Although they have been sleeping on a normal schedule, it has taken them three days to recover from our travels. They are adjusting to the food…although not as quickly as I had hoped. Most of our food is very similar to what we eat in the States, everything just tastes a little different. Toddlers have an impressive ability to sense when foods that they normally like are even slightly altered from what they are used to. Needless to say, my refusal to give them snacks and their growing hunger is helping them adjust during meal times. Both kids have also had some digestive issues since we got here, but we have acquired the necessary medicines to help so hopefully things will be regulated again soon. :)





On Sunday the kiddos met the “friendly” Kenyan army ants. We had a little experience with stinging ants in Honduras and these nasty bugs are very similar. If you stand in the grass in the same spot for too long, their stealthy army will march right up your leg without you knowing. Once they reach your knee they all pinch at the same time (or so it seems). They continue climbing and pinching until you brush them all off. This process usually involves the removal of all clothes. So as the missionary families were on their way back from church, our kids were being stripped down as we brushed ants out of their pants and shoes. They even managed to get into MJ’s pull-up. It was a fun way to meet people.

Me:
The first 2 days I spent unpacking, setting up house, bleaching produce, finding drinking water, figuring out the best ways to brush our teeth without using tap water, doing laundry the old-fashioned way, etc. I feel like I have most of these things figured out now, although I’m still not sure where to take our trash or how to wash my hair with super hard water. Those things are on my to-do list today.

It is normal and expected that missionary families will employ “house help.” This frees missionaries from the extra time and energy required to maintain a house in another culture, allowing them to become more involved in ministries, while also providing a job for a local national. Yesterday, my house help, Milka, came. While I’m not used to having someone do my house chores for me and I was very embarrassed by the kids’ sub-par behavior yesterday, Milka has quickly become a friend. She is probably tired of all of my questions about her home, Kenyan culture, where places are on the compound, how to buy produce, the names of missionaries, and how to say various things in Swahili. I often feel like I should be doing more while she is cleaning, cooking, and doing laundry, but I’m hopeful to find some ways to help out around the compound. After a good night of sleep, the kids were in much better spirits today and they are now best buddies with Milka.

Matt picked me these pretty flowers for our anniversary!


Matt:
Matt is kind of famous at Tenwek. We have learned to introduce ourselves in this way: “We are the Woodleys, Matt is the DO.” It seems that everyone knows about the Kenyan Medical Board decision and feel bad that Matt isn’t able to practice medicine while here. Regardless, they are keeping him busy. He taught a BLS class yesterday and will teach another class again this afternoon. This morning he rounded in the ICU and visited Casualty (the ER). He has plans to help with hospice care and community health as well. Although he is disappointed that he isn’t able to treat patients, he is hopeful to learn as much as he can in as many areas of medical missions as he can while he is here.

ONE FINAL VERY UNIMPORTANT NOTE

I just heard music and singing: “…is it too late now to say sorry?” Apparently Kenya isn’t far enough to get away from Justin Bieber.



Sunday, May 22, 2016

Our Journey to Kenya in Numbers

11 months of planning & preparations
1 new passport
2 visas
14 vaccinations
8 prescriptions
100s of supporters
1000s of prayers


80 donated items
4 large suitcases
5 small suitcases


34 hours of travel:
1 hour & 45 minute drive to Cleveland
1 hour flight to Detroit
8 hour flight to Amsterdam
8 hour flight to Nairobi
1 night in Nairobi
1 grocery shopping trip for the month
4 hour, 150 mile drive to Bomet, Kenya


1 month of service at Tenwek Hospital
1 awesome mission: “We treat, Jesus heals”
300 bed teaching hospital providing care for…
600,000 people in a…
20 mile radius
6,800 feet of elevation
50s at night
70s during the day
7 hours ahead of EST


2 days to find some lions
4 hour drive to Nairobi
1 night in Nairobi
9 hour flight to London
22 hour layover
1 quick trip to see the Queen & buy a Liverpool jersey
8 hour & 30 minute flight to Detroit
1 hour flight to Cleveland
1 hour & 45 minute drive to Erie
4 incredibly tired, but fulfilled Woodleys


Infinite possibilities for how God will work in, through, and around us.